Chapter 200

"I saw what I shouldn't have seen and heard what I shouldn't have heard."

Ye Yufan's shoulders trembled with grief. Even if he was wrapped in his warm arms by Ji Jingan, he still trembled uncontrollably. In his thin and soft voice, he made a loud cry. "It's always like this. He slapped me hard and gave me a sugar. I'm not a child, and I don't like sugar... Do you know, you hate it, I hate it."

The corners of the man's eyes contracted fiercely, and his big palm slowly held her palm sized face. His slightly rough finger pulp fell on her white and smooth cheek and gently rubbed, "when you see me holding Mo Yurou, you go to Han Yuanchuan for a drink?"

At that time, I just didn't want her to misunderstand.

So she called and he found a reason to let her go back to the apartment.

What's more, there is another Ji Baizheng who hides in the dark and covets him. It's a bloodthirsty duel between men. He can't selfishly pull this ignorant silly woman in.

The less she knows about some things, the better it will be for her.

Unexpectedly, she came faster than expected.

He was not thoughtful enough to cause great harm to her.

What kind of woman does he think she is?

If you're hit, do you have to find another man for comfort?

Ye Yufan shook his head and smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth. "I didn't look for brother Han. I was looking for Zhenzhen. After drinking the wine, I left the bar. When waiting for the car, I happened to meet brother Han's car. He sent me back."

"Yes."

Jijing'an nodded lightly, and there was a dark awn of disapproval at the bottom of her eyes. Her finger belly slipped slowly down along her face, fell on her pink lips, and stroked back and forth.

How can there be so many coincidences?

The number of unexpected encounters is more, which is the result of Han Yuanchuan's painstaking efforts.

It's just that this stupid woman doesn't understand.

Ye Yufan didn't know the mind of thousands of turns in his mind. He stared at his handsome face with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, his clear and proud expression and the luster in his eyes. There were few fluctuations and no expression. Even when facing her, he only softened a little, deep and cold five officials.

From his indifferent face, she could not see clearly whether there was such a person as her in his eyes and heart?

If you care about her a little, you won't look around anxiously after hugging Mo Yurou and not seeing her. If you don't find her, you'll wait under the building she rented until she comes back.

After she was drunk and dizzy, she didn't dislike her dirty smell of wine and took pains to bathe and wipe her body.

Ye Yufan's broken heart wanted to break up with him, but what the man did confused her.

Does he like her or just not hate her?

Night Yufan's heart is slightly sour. He doesn't care to keep the reserved that women should have. He raises two white and tender arms, such as soft vines climbing behind his shoulder. His water eyes condense jijing'an's deep and quiet narrow eyes, and his nose is sour. Some want to cry, "jijing'an, do you... Like me?"

What she wants to ask more is whether you are in love with me.

However, in order not to embarrass herself, the sacred word "love" revolved on the tip of her tongue, turning countless circles, and finally changed the word "like".

If she is ruthlessly rejected by him, at least she won't lose miserably.

Ji Jing'an stared at her small face, which was so nervous that she tightened her delicate chin. Her skin was red from the warm water vapor. After asking this sentence, the Fei meaning disappeared inch by inch and gradually turned pale, but her wet eyes looked back at him for a moment. Her nose was red, looking weak and clear, not stained with earthly light dust.

Why doesn't he like it when he's so devoted to his fool?

Jijing'an's heart, which has been immersed in the dark swamp for a long time, seems to have been suddenly redeemed and dried in the soft spring light, warm and at ease.

I couldn't help bending down my head and gently kissed her lips as beautiful as the petals in full bloom in early spring. Her voice was gentle as never before. "Don't think too much. The water is cold. I'll get you clean pajamas."

He once said to a woman that he liked and loved, but in return, he was a ruthless and cruel betrayal and a bloody hundred young and tender lives.

Once again, facing the questioning of yeyufan about whether he likes it or not, he wants to give her a positive answer, but he can no longer tell it to his mouth.

He knew that it was unfair to yeyufan.

Unfortunately, his heart is weak.

A man who has suffered serious emotional trauma is a mature man over 30. He has a deep and unpredictable mind and can control his emotions freely. How can he be like a hairy young man around the age of 20, always hanging love on his mouth?

Ji Jing'an slowly broke away from her attachment and wanted to stand up and go to the bedroom to get her pajamas. Ye Yufan suddenly panicked. His two arms were firmly hung behind his neck, pressed tightly, and his eyes began to turn red. "You haven't answered my question, don't go."

Her tone was outrageous and unreasonable, but her voice contained a wisp of cry. In the eyes of men, it was like a little girl squatting on the ground and sobbing without eating candy. His quiet face was stiff for a moment. He turned his head and kissed her neck with angry blue veins, and said in a low voice, "good, don't make trouble."

He didn't find the disease of abuse. If he didn't like her, he would be busy taking care of her until now. Haven't he closed his eyes and rested for a second?

Come on, come on.

That's probably what he said.

In his opinion, everything she did, everything she tried to do to love him, was unreasonable nonsense.

Night Yufan's heart was as painful and desperate as if it had been cut off by a knife. She looked at him motionless with wet eyes. Her face lost its blood like whiteness, but she endured her sadness and showed him a tearful smile. "Is it so difficult to say you like me?"

"Calm down first."

Coagulating her stubborn but weak face, Ji Jing'an's back seemed to be hit hard, shook her tall and straight body, quickly took away her hand behind his shoulder, stood up, and walked out of the bathroom as fast as the wind.

Staring at his ruthless back, yeyufan seemed to be drained of his body strength at once. He collapsed on the edge of the bathtub, holding his head in his hands and curled up in pain.

The grief swept across the heart wanted to call him to keep him regardless of her reserve, but in her pale lips, she spit words that go against her true heart, "jijing'an, you go, I don't want to see you again."

After hearing the speech, Ji Jing'an stopped at the door for less than a second. He immediately blew out of the bathroom like a whirlwind and walked out of the door. His cold and high spirited body finally relaxed and tired and leaned heavily against the cold and bone breaking anti-theft door.